Marvel's strongest warden

The silver-white Destroyer stood where he was. When Thor and the Four Warriors of Asgard arrived at Ebony Maw's battleship, they all looked a little wary of the not-so-tall Destroyer.

"Since we haven't caught Ebony Maw, come back now."

Odin's voice suddenly came from the Destroyer, but for some reason, Thor felt that his father's voice sounded a little trembling?

In fact, this is also true.

This is not an illusion.

Odin's hands were dripping with blood.

Opposite him were the corpses of some demons. Just now, he took action to kill these demons in the hell dimension.

Now he is leaving.

He knows how strong he is. In the geographical dimension, he is definitely not an existence that can enter and exit seven times.

There are too many demons in the hell dimension.

What's even worse is that because of the appearance of the big sea monster, there are more and more monarchs in the regional dimension.

He saw several familiar people.

Pluto, one of the kings of hell, has come to the hell dimension from his own universe. Just like the Pluto in Roman mythology has come to the hell dimension, he is not something Odin can mess with!

Unless he came to the Nine Realms from the hell dimension.

Only then would Odin take action against him.

Obviously our Roman Hades also noticed Odin, but he glanced at Odin and stopped paying attention.

He doesn't want anything to do with Odin.

Before Odin was about to leave, he also met the smooth-talking liar Mephisto. Mephisto originally wanted to step forward, but Odin stopped him.

"An old dog also has two rotten teeth," these are Odin's original words. He used a famous proverb to prove his determination to die together. "Even in the hell dimension, I can make a little noise."

Mephisto still looked like an old gentleman, he shrugged his shoulders and said regretfully: "That's really disappointing.

I originally wanted to ask you to come and sit down with me, and maybe we would become very good friends and have a couple of drinks together.

But since you don’t want to, forget it, I don’t have the hobby of forcing others to do things difficult for me.”

He stepped aside and said: "Goodbye then, Odin.

We will always meet again."

"There will never, never be the day we see each other again."

Odin said, he turned around and left here, going to the fairy palace.

A strange smile appeared on Mephisto's face.

"What a group of powerful thugs."

He said, and then looked into the distance, where countless terrifying hell monarchs were gathering.

But even the bosses who can destroy the universe, space, and time at any time can't stop the sea monster Jörmungandr from devouring it.

This monster seemed to be the incarnation of the dark abyss. It opened its mouth, and the hell dimension was swallowed by it like a sweet cake.

"Struggle, fear!"

Mephisto said with a grin, "Only at this time can we get the sweetest fruit under the water of fear."

At the same time, the earth.

Thor's old sweetheart, Jane, was flying to London with her assistant, her friend, and her assistant's assistant.

It's foggy and rainy.

Jane got herself a coat, wrapped it around herself, and then looked at Professor Eric.

"Professor, you can't wear just this forever, you'll catch a cold!"

Jane said.

The professor shook his head impatiently and said, "Extra clothes will only hinder my thinking.

You know that feeling of putting a cloth over an overheated CPU?

Yes, this is how I feel when I put on my clothes!"

Jane grinned, not knowing how to react. She looked at Daisy Lewis, and Daisy shrugged her shoulders, indicating that she had no way to convince this guy.

"Then forget it."

Jane said, "We heard news here that there is a space-time distortion phenomenon in New York. I think we can go and have a look to see what exactly happened in the time-space distortion here!"

"No problem, let's go there now."

Professor Eric said, Daisy Lewis here subconsciously looked at the box pulled by her assistant.

"Well, let's find a place to rest first."

She put forward her request weakly, Jane glanced at so many suitcases, and finally said helplessly: "Okay, you're right.

Let’s take a rest first.”

Immediately afterwards, they found the hotel they had booked in advance and started repairing it.

But at this time, something no one expected happened.

A big explosion appeared in the sky over London, and even Jane subconsciously looked up to the sky.

A figure looms in the sky.

Immediately afterwards, a door opened, and a man in yellow clothes jumped out, but no one saw what happened next.

"what happened?"

Jane subconsciously said to Professor Eric, who shrugged his shoulders and said that he didn't know what happened.

"Space distortion."

Just when they couldn't see anything, Daisy yelled from behind, and Jane turned around and saw what Daisy was holding.

That is an instrument used to search for space anomalies.

I just didn’t expect that this instrument would work at this time!

"Is there a space anomaly over London?"

Jane found it incredible, but something even more incredible was yet to come.

Jane saw an acquaintance beside them.

Mason!

"Why are you here?"

But at this time, Mason had no time to talk to them. He coughed a little and squatted on the ground.

At his hand, there is an arm.

A thick, purple arm.

"What is this?"

Jane felt like she was going crazy. Mason wanted to stand up, but the problem was, he failed.

"Is there any wine? It'd be better if it's stronger, without adding ice cubes."

Mason said, Professor Eric subconsciously opened a bottle of wine in the refrigerator and handed it to him.

As for whether the wine is free.

No matter what, the young man in front of me is a billionaire, he doesn’t care about the money!

Mason bit off the stopper from the bottle and poured the wine inside into his mouth.

"Damn it, it's a little sweet wine."

Mason threw the bottle aside and stood up from the ground with great effort.

His legs were trembling.

"What's wrong with you?"

Jane said carefully, Mason moved himself on the sofa next to him and said: "You don't want to know what's wrong with me!

What a terrible experience. By the way, boy, can you give me one of your tops?

I can no longer maintain the illusion on you."

"Um?"

Mason's words confused Jane and the others, but fortunately at this time, the young man handed a coat to Mason, and Mason put it on.

The blood in his body has stopped.

Of course, after he got the top, he stopped using the Mind Stone and no longer let them subconsciously mistakenly think that Mason was still wearing the top half of his clothes.

His upper body clothes had been torn to pieces by his four arms when he was fighting.

Then his phone rang.

Mason gave them an apologetic smile and answered the phone.

Reina's fearful voice came from the sanatorium.

"Mason, all the other Masons, all dead."

She said in panic, Mason comforted her a little and then hung up the phone.

Of course he knew what was going on.

Speaking of which, he might also want to thank the people of Asgar. Both guys are waiting for help. The difference is that Mason doesn't need help very much, and Thanos needs help very much.

With no help coming in the end, Mason finally broke free!

This is not an easy thing. The power of Cytorak is not easy to avoid. Just like now, all the incarnations of Mason have been drained of power and died!

That's not all

For Mason, he can now hear countless wailing and neighing in his ears, and behind him, the gods are heavier than the last.

It really felt like I was carrying mountains on my back.

The power of darkness is constantly eroding.

For Mason, he saw strange shadows everywhere in the darkness around him. They seemed like deadly poisonous snakes, constantly spraying venom at Mason.

There are also some shadows hiding behind Mason like holy angels, constantly instigating Mason.

“What a damn experience.”

Mason said, it seems that he still overestimated Thanos. Thanos could resist the backlash of the Power Stone with just his physical body, which is indeed extraordinary.

However, his use of the Power Stone was not as perfect as Mason thought it would be!

Especially now.

Mason tried his best, but still cut off one of Thanos's arms!

But the price is the death of all his tree people in the void.

All clones of the Lord of the Dead die.

There are even worse ones.

Fatal hallucination.

He had exhausted his mental strength, and when he landed here, someone came to him.

"This is?"

Jane looked at the old gentleman who suddenly appeared next to her with some surprise. Mason coughed, threw the bottle of liqueur aside and said: "Ignore this old liar.

By the way, how did you come here to find me, Mephisto, is hell so free?"

The person who appeared next to him was Mephisto.

He stood aside and said with a smile: "Of course not, my friend, there is never leisure time in hell, people are always busy and busy, you know, I don't like this very much.

I like to chat with old friends.

You are my old friend."

Mason showed an inexplicable smile, although Daisy Lewis and others did not understand what happened.

But they all noticed something was wrong.

The surrounding light suddenly dimmed.

It's as if a curtain has appeared here, blocking the light here.

Countless whispers came from the cracks in the door, from under the cabinet, from inside the closed cabinet, fell around them, and penetrated into their ears.

They felt that everything in front of them was deforming.

Even the shadows that were properly placed on the table kept falling down on their own, falling to pieces on the carpet and shattering into pieces.

"Mephisto, these tricks of yours are not funny at all."

Mason said.

"This is not my trick."

Mephisto said sincerely, but for such an old liar, his sincerity is never the same as what others think.

But this time, he really didn't lie.

This is indeed not what he did.

This is what Mason did.

A space soon opened here, and a person came out again.

"Oh, let's see who this is, isn't this Master Modu?

I have admired his name for a long time.

I have heard of your name in hell, Master Modu, right? He is a very hard-working mage, but his vision is not that important to the Ancient One.

Let me think about what they said?

Oh, by the way, they say you are a person who hates evil as much as he hates evil. This is really rare, Master Modu.

So what are you going to do with me, Master Modo? Kill me like you killed those minions from hell?

It’s just that I’m not as simple as you think, so I’m afraid I’m going to disappoint you.”

Master Modu's eyes were full of fear, and he also knew who was in front of him.

Mephisto, the Demon King of Hell.

His eyes shifted from Mephisto to the arm on the ground.

"What's this?"

He asked subconsciously. He had never seen an arm containing such vitality.

He looked like the arm of a demon.

For mages like them, Karma Taj, unfamiliar arms are inherently harmful.

Just like this arm now.

They all know the consequences of ignoring it.

Maybe this arm will turn into some kind of creature again and harm other ordinary people.

He subconsciously looked at the young man beside his arm.

According to his experience, it was this person who cut off the arm of this devil-like being.

"Who are you?"

He asked Mason again. While he was asking, he also felt something was wrong around him.

It seemed like someone was hiding behind him and whispering.

There were countless pairs of eyes observing him from the cracks in the door, behind the windows, and behind the curtains.

It's like observing some monster.

He even heard the voice of his master, the Ancient One.

And the king’s voice.

They all seemed to want to say something to him, but he couldn't hear what they were saying.

"Mephisto, what the hell are you doing!"

Master Modu said angrily.

Mephisto shrugged his shoulders aggrievedly and said: "I've told you several times that it's not my problem, why don't you always believe me?

It's not me who's doing it, it's him who's doing it."

Mephisto looked at Mason innocently, and Mason was lying half on the sofa and said: "So do you really believe what he said as a demon, but what Mephisto said?

Why don't you ask yourself, Master Modu.

Do you really believe in the language of a devil?

Don't make me laugh, this joke is not funny at all."

After Mason finished speaking, he covered his mouth and started coughing because of his luggage.

Even Master Mordo was afraid that he would cough his lungs out.

Fortunately, Mason did not cough out his lungs. He coughed a little and then put down his hand and said: "Master Mordo, if you are here to kill the devil, I recommend that you do it now.

As a demon king, Mephisto is indeed very sharp-tongued. If you continue to listen, you may fall into darkness without realizing it."